Friday, January 28, 2005

Friday and thats good.

Dear Jeff Peterson,

When you first started working as a GoodKnight at my father’s office I couldn’t stand you. As of the last few days however, I have really grown to enjoy your personality and would like to apologize for any hostility that you might have been subjected to on my account. I plan on enjoying working with you for these next couple of months, and I hope nothing comes along that would hinder it. See you on Monday.

Respectfully,

Camille Ione Studer, B.O.A. Trainee

Dear Seth,

I haven’t seen you in like, three days or something. Hows life? Hows work? Hows school? Did you enjoy the latest issue of Brio? I certainly hope you did.

I honestly don’t know why I chose you as my subject, maybe we’ll move along.

You sister,

Camille

Dear Edward Jones,

You died about 30 years ago, but I’d like to thank you for creating such an amazing, honorable company. I pushed myself at work today and got THREE training modules done instead of the regular two. That’s pretty good Ted, considering Dad has been EXTREMELY busy because of this Simpson College Bond that is coming out on the 2nd. The phones have been ringing off the hook, and Lisa and I barely have a minute to breath. Never the less, like I said I’m really trying to push my training. I hope to take my first unit test by Thursday or Friday of next week.

You were a good man Ted.

Sincerely,

Camille Studer

Dear Charlie,

So you’re the level 7 gymnast who helps out on my brothers team eh? And you’re also the dude who my sister Laura has a stupid crush on? Hmmm, I’m not so sure how I feel about you. I mean its not really YOU that’s the problem, but Laura is only 15 and a little emotionally unstable. I’m just saying.

Oh and also, could you please get a new coat? I’ve noticed that you wear this black leather number quite a bit, and its just on the verge of ‘Biker’. I’m just saying.

So will you be at the meet tomorrow? I assume you will, Laura is very excited because she is positive that you will be. Do you know how long this meet is going to last? The last one lasted five hours, and the one before that lasted nine, and I’ve got to be honest, its over kill for me. My brothers are adorable little gymnasts, but I can only handle so much.

Anyways, I’m still not sure how I feel about you. You’re what…17? 18? Do you have a career of any sort? You drive a nice car, I must give you credit for that. As Laura has mentioned, you’re pretty ‘buff’ shall we say, but you’re a gymnast, that’s excepted of you. So I’m not that impressed.

Anyways, you don’t know me, but I’ll most likely see you tomorrow. Good luck competing.

Suspiciously,

Camille Studer

Dear Mom,

Oh you want to know how my day went? Heres the low down. 6:00 up and getting prepared for work. 7:30 Putting my coat on and grabbing my green training file 5:pm coming home with Dad after an insane day at work 5:01pm Finding out the Fellers were at our house. 6:00pm Helping feed 11 kids and being chased around the house by 10 year old Kenny Feller while he yelled “Dang it, marry me!” over and over again behind me. 7:30pm Cleaning up the house after Fellers finally left 7:50 Started my laundry chores, folded all the towels, ironed all the clothes I had to 8:45pm Worked out on our new low impact exercise thing, I adore it! Its so great, its like jogging but it doesn’t have to be summer…oh man, this was great 9:30pm Finished my workout and hopped in the shower 9:45pm Got on the computer, and here I am now.

So that was my day Mum, that was my day. And tomorrow we get to spend all day at a gymnastics meet Mom! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! Grrrr, and if only Erik didn’t want everyone there so badly….grrrr…

Tired Mummy, tired,

Cam

3 Comments:

At 11:23 PM, Blogger coffee girl said...

you have incredibaly high standards for 17 to 18 year old boys, eh sis?

 
At 10:02 PM, Blogger Ms. Studer said...

Ah yes, that I do.

I always have darling, I think thats why its been so hard for me to find love in my own age range. *wink*

Seriously though, its just because its my sister we're talking about here. I can be a little protective.

And I was only half serious about the career thing.

 
At 3:36 PM, Blogger Peter said...

Careers are for posers. Tortured intellectuals work at coffee shops, but don't make careers in medicine, law, or business. We're much too busy being moody.

 

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